Honey! You can't just barge in on me in the bridal suite when I'm getting dressed. Oh, I suppose the step-son of the bride can have special privileges. Wasn't the wedding just perfect?? And you looked so... grown up, walking me down the aisle. What's wrong? Oh honey... I'm getting ready to go on my honeymoon. I have to leave. I know it's always been just you and me... But things will have to change. Well, you shouldn't see me like this anymore... wearing close to nothing. It's... well, your new step-father... he doesn't like it when I walk around the house naked, with you there. No, honey he's not trying to tear us apart... nothing could. I love you more than anything... it's just... I think he's jealous... of you sweetheart. Of what we have. I probably shouldn't say this, it's probably just the champagne talking, but... if we weren't related... I would marry you instead. You're so handsome. You've turned into such a man... Honey, no. You shouldn't touch me there. Oh... I shouldn't have let you see your own step-mother naked all of those years. I didn't think... ohhh... I didn't think about what my body would do to you. Aren't there girls your age for you to... to... Ohhh, honey... I'm your step-mother! Yes, I love you, I do. But he's waiting for me. What if he comes in... what if he sees us together. I... we... Ohhhhh... yes, I love it. I want it. Honey, you have to PROMISE never to tell anyone what I did with my own step-son... on my wedding night.
